Without a Hook

Fuck it, I'ma just go in without a hook
I'm going hard cause I'm getting overlooked
Everybody tryna read me like a book

I treat the booth like it's a kitchen, I just cook
All these rumors, I don't know what to believe
The way I'm running, shit, it's hard for me to breathe
They like damn, what Brent Bucks got up his sleeve?
I love my brothers, can't nothing get in between

Gotta have some hustle in you, I can't leech

Talk is cheap, I'ma let my actions speak
Put diesel on my back and Yeezys on my feet

Like seven days, man, you niggas really weak
I'm not John, but I feel like I'm a legend

I was broke now I'm the man, I found a method
It's not a loss, all my L's was a lesson We got Rugers, we got Glocks and Smith & Wessons

My niggas solid, they ride with me, ain't no question

Running to racks, I swear I got an obsession
You in the way, nigga, you ain't getting money

I'm a big dog, these other niggas puppies
Approach me strange, you'll get smoked just like a dutchie
Put that bag on your head like a skully
I got some OG's that'll shoot like Jared Dudley

I gotta get it, cause I got expensive taste

I'm so high right now, feel like I'm out of space

It's not a race, running at my own pace
All gas, never pressing on the brakes I show love, naw, I was never jealous

I'm a fein for the paper, got a fetish I'm stacking chips, I feel like I'm playing Tetris

I thank the Lord, I been counting all my blessings

I ain't have a dime, remember I was stressing